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Diamontè POV
9:30 a.m.

I was up taking a shower and Bre was still in bed as usual.

I heard the bathroom door open causing me to peep out the shower and see him.

"When you get up?" I asked.

"Just now." He said.

"Oh goodmorning." I said.

"Goodmorning ma." He said in his sleepy voice causing me to chuckle.

"You still tired?" I asked.

"Yeah you kept me up most of the night crying because your stomach hurt, then you cried when I feel to sleep." He said.

"I'm sorry." I said.

"It's okay." He said.

"We can stay in the house today if you want." I said.

"Nah I got some to do today." He said.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Some heads to cut, gotta take my moms and sister out to dinner." He said.

"Aw that's nice." I said smiling.

"My moms said she wanted you to come." He said.

"I would love to." I said.

"Hurry up so I can take one." He said.

"Don't rush me." I said.

"Mmcht hurry up like I said." He said before I turned the water off.

"Can you hand me my towel?" I asked.

He opened the shower door with one hand over his eyes as he handed me the towel.

Glad he has respect.

"Can't wait to have my own shop and doing hair for celebrities." I said.

"Keep pushing it's gone come fasho." He said.

"I know." I said.

"I know you was happy when you got your shop." I said.

"Yeah I was the happiest man on earth." He said.

"Gave the neighborhood free cuts I had to be happy." He added making me laugh.

"That had to be a good feeling." I said.

"It was trust me." He said.

"Now get out the way." He said.

"Mmcht." I said hitting him.

"Bro stop playing you trying to fight." He said smiling.

"Move." I said walking past him.

"Lil girl get out my face." He said.
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"I can say you my favorite but I can't be your man." I sung lowly while I cooked breakfast.

"It smell good." Breon said walking down the stairs.

"It's almost ready i'm waiting on the eggs which should take no time." I said.

"Cool." He said.

"Bre." I said.

"Hm?" He asked.

"When was the last time you been in a relationship?" I asked.

"Two years ago, why?" He asked.

"Why did y'all break up?" I asked.

"Why?" He asked.

"Just wondering." I said.

"Um well she fell out of love with me because I was fighting depression and started to slack off but instead of trying to help me she took that as an opportunity to leave. Ain't tripping tho she broke i'm up na." He said.

"Wow that's totally wrong, can't blame people for falling out of love because that happens often but I can blame her for not even trying." I said.

"What you mean you can't blame her for falling out of love?" He asked.

"Because people are going to love whoever they want to love." I said.

"Don't blame her for falling out of love it's her loss." I added.

"You right, don't even care anymore cuhs i'm just ready to eat." He said making me chuckle.

"Breakfast is served." I said sitting his plate down on the table.









quick updates just because I owe y'all some.

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